forum Boarding School for Troubled Teens (Open (Guys Wanted))

Started May 03, 2018 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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Paige had arrived at the school early. She had unpacked all her stuff already, which wasn't that much. She knew that very few decorations were aloud in the rooms, so she had just put a picture frame of her siblings on the bedside table. This is so pitiful…

Zanna reached her room and sighed. The room was so bland and boring, she began to set up her stuff.

Sacia looked up as another girl entered the room. She smirked, waving a hand. "Hi."

"Hi," Zanna waved back, "You must be my roommate."

"Guess so," Sacia responded with a shrug. God, the other girl was kinda cute. Reminded her of a friend from home. "I'm Sacia, and I'm also apparently a troubled teen."

"Zanna," she looked at Sacia. Dang her lesbian heart, "And I am a very troubled teen."

Paige sighed as she plopped down onto her new bed. "This is going to be a f***ing nightmare."

"What're you in for?" Sacia said in mock seriousness before bursting into giggles. "I didn't even mean to sound like this is prison, but yeah, it's just like a prison."

"I stole. A. Single. Candy. Bar," Zanna emphasized every word, "That's it! What are you here for?"

Sacia rolled her eyes, sighing, "I got expelled for fighting. Broke some asshole's nose and he cried about it. My parents were already fed up with me, but joke's on them, because I've been fed up with them since I was born." Then she smirked. "But really. A candy bar?"

"Yep," Zanna sighed, "Didn't matter that I lead a gang, or got into a bunch of fights. God forgive I stole a candy bar."

Sacia's eyes lit up. "You were in a gang? That's freaking awesome! Tell me about it."

"Well there's not much to tell," Zanna blushed a little, "Just kind of intimidated kids, got into fights, and was an overall menace to society."

"I'm so jealous," she groaned, twirling the tip of her braid. "Just about everyone in my little hick town thought I was the devil."

The mercedes pulled up to the school. Artemis sighed for the hundredth time. "Stop doing that." Her dad snapped. "What? Breathing?" She snarked back. "Don't take that tone with me young lady." "I'm not a lady!" Artemis got out and slammed the door. Her dad rolled down the window as she walked away. "Don't I get a goodbye?" She ignored him, walking into the school to find her room.
(Can Arty bunk with Paige?)

"Well," Zanna thought, "Same for me except I had proof."

"Least you had a gang," Sacia sighed. "All I had was this goody-two-shoes friend named Tasper. What a crybaby. I miss him though."

"Yeah," Zanna sighed, "Might not have liked all of the gang members, but I miss some of them."

"What kind of gang were you, though?" she wondered aloud. "Did ya…I don't know, sell drugs? Guns? Counterfeit money? Money laundering?"

"More like the stealing, gang fights, underground drug market, and occasionally killings gang," Zanna responded.

"Sounds exciting," Sacia gushed. Her face suddenly became serious, her mouth twisting. "Did you ever…I mean, you don't have to say. But did you ever kill someone?"